Monday, September 26, 2016

FIRE AT PREBLE HOTEL

Cortland Evening Standard, Friday, March
3, 1893.

FIRE AT PREBLE.

John H. Klock's hotel at Preble was burned to
the ground this morning at about 3:30 o'clock. Fire started in the attic over
the kitchen of the hotel yesterday afternoon about 4 o'clock, the cause being
probably a defective stove pipe. The fire was supposed to be put out, but must
have been smouldering for it broke out again at the hour stated above so
violently that it could not be checked, though Mr. Klock was up and dressed and
supposed to be watching.

He gave the alarm as soon as he discovered
the flames and Dr. Hunt's son, D. S., rode up and down the street on a horse
shouting "Fire" so loudly that soon the inhabitants of the entire
village were on the spot. Every effort was made with pails of water, snow,
force pump, etc., to protect the surrounding property, the hotel being so far
gone that any efforts to save it would have been hopeless. The hotel barn and Mr.
Harry Green's property, only 10 feet away, were saved. A large part of the hotel
furniture was also saved. Mrs. Klock was just recovering from a severe illness
and had to be taken out of a second story window and down a ladder.

The hotel was built in 1841 on the site of a
hotel which had been burned the year before. The insurance is $3,000 and Mr.
Klock estimates his loss at $6,000.

More
About the Hopkins Matter.

A reporter of The STANDARD called upon Mr.
Philip Sugerman yesterday afternoon and asked for some information in regard to
the Hopkins matter. Mr. Sugerman said that Mr. Hopkins had talked to Mr. George
McKean about selling the store before election, and Mr. McKean had said that if
another no-license excise commissioner was elected he should have to give up
his wholesale liquor store and go into some other business.

After the election Mr. McKean called to see
me about taking a half interest in the concern. I told him that if the goods
could be purchased for a certain price I would go in with him. An inventory was
taken and I drew Hopkins a check for $3,129.75 and we took possession of the
store Monday morning. Hopkins agreed to stay in the store with us for two weeks
till we could get the book accounts straightened and the store in shape. There
was $14 in change in the cash drawer when we took possession, for which I gave
Hopkins three five-dollar bills.

After he had left for Syracuse Monday the $14
in change which had been left in the drawer was also missing. He also owed me
about $200 for rent which I did not take out of the inventory at his request as
he stated that he would return from Syracuse Monday evening and would then pay
the rent, as he had plenty of money besides the check.

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FOUR—EDITORIALS.

Rather
Luxurious.

A special dispatch to the Boston Journal
gives some idea of how the incoming administration will conduct itself in various
ways. Mr. Cleveland, it says, if local reports are to be believed, will not
introduce an era of Jeffersonian simplicity with his inauguration. On the
contrary, if friendly announcements shall be verified, he will be inaugurated
with the pomp, splendor and extravagance of the wealthiest of monarchs. To hear
of the preparations which are being made for the arrival of the president-elect
and for his entertainment, one might think that some Croesus were coming to his
coronation instead of one who eight years ago was a poor man to take an oath,
honestly and loyally, to administer a government of the people, by the people
and for the people.

The sum to be paid for the quarters set
apart at the Arlington for Mr. Cleveland and his family, it is announced, will
be $475 a day. That is to say, Mr. Cleveland is to enter upon his office
undertaking to pay for board and lodging for himself and family at the rate of
$173,375 a year. His annual salary will be $50,000, and the total salary for
the presidential term is $200,000. Surely the days of Democratic simplicity
have come.

One of the incidental expenditures of the
inauguration week is $400 to be paid for the apartments facing the treasury
from which Mr. Cleveland's family will view the inaugural procession. The
sheriff of Buffalo must have been thrifty since his retirement from the White
House, or he must have wealthy and liberal friends. When he entered upon the
presidential office eight years ago the maximum friendly estimate of his wealth
was $10,000.

The public is not left in ignorance of the
palatial quarters which such a fortune can command. One learns that "entering a
hall where an exquisite Venetian lamp burns softly in lieu of sunshine, which
is shut out, to the right opens Mrs. Cleveland's spacious parlor. Here five
windows afford a flood of light, subdued by draperies of delicately wrought
lace and lustrous silks. The walls are almost covered by rare pictures, and on
the floor the foot falls silently upon the thick pile of rugs, whose warm,
blent tints are broken here and there with the sharply defined colors of tiger
skins.

"Luxurious chairs, divans inviting indolence,
French frivolities of tapestried seats on absurd gold legs, with ridiculous
gold backs, an inlaid cabinet of wonderful workmanship, bronzes, famous pottery
and china, beautiful and frail, combine in the furnishings of the room to make
a background for Mrs. Cleveland, which none of her loyal subjects would have
one whit less royal.

"Leading from the drawing room is Mrs.
Cleveland's bedroom. A Massive covered mahogany bedstead is conspicuous until
one stands before a magnificent pier glass and realizes that here the coming
president’s wife will stand, and with a delicious sense of satisfaction, survey
the sweep of a gown that would be a coronation so be if queens were crowned in
the United States. In the adjoining bedroom a small white and gold bedstead describes
the domain of another monarch that completes the trinity of the coming
administration. Beyond this is Miss Cleveland's room.

"Opening to the left from the hall is the
dining room, which is furnished in oak, with a glittering array of china and
cut glass. It is interesting to know that Mrs. Cleveland will use a knife, fork
and spoon which were once the property of the Empress Eugenie, and that the
president-elect will drink his coffee from a cup that at one time belonged to
Napoleon Bonaparte."

This is a picture from a friendly hand of
the imperial surroundings of the new president. Shades of Jefferson! The product
of the Bourbon, the Populist and the Mugwump vote is to maintain such a state
as this, to have "loyal subjects," and to use the second-hand cutlery of
dethroned royalty and to drink from the cup of the Corsican. Yet, unless great
men in the Democratic party are mistaken, the country is to witness an
administration which is to be as imperious as was that of the first Napoleon.
The difference between [New York Governor and Senator] David Bennett Hill and
Grover Cleveland is now sharply defined. The motto of the New York senator is: “I
am a Democrat.” The proclamation of the new president is to be: “I am the
Democracy.” That, the old-time Democratic leaders think, will be the spirit of
the inaugural.

There is more of this. It appears that in
going to and from the street the president and his party will be obliged to
pass through the reception room and hall, which is the common property of the
permanent guests of the hotel. A body of Pinkerton detectives, however, will
guard him from any possible annoyance as he passes from the elevator to the
street, and at the outer door a cordon of police will be stationed to protect
him.

What
Wrong?

Poor, pretty little Princess Kaiulani of
Hawaii, heir expectant to Lilinokalani's throne, does not take it at all kindly
that she is to be stripped of her glory and her expectations and be just a rich
young woman in private life, as the United States government and the Hawaiian commissioners
propose she shall be. She asks, somewhat pathetically, "Have I done
anything wrong that this wrong should be done to me?"

Yes, Kaiulani, you have done wrong, and we
can tell you what it is. Even you, innocent and sweet as you are, have been
guilty of a crime. Your crime is that you believe in the divine right of kings
and queens. You believe that by mere virtue of condescending to be born you have
the right to rule over a nation, and that its people must maintain you in royal
state and utter idleness, giving you every luxury, while they toil daily for bread
for you and themselves. You would not give them any equivalent for all you cost
them.

No king or queen or royal family ever does give
such equivalent. They do not govern, for it is only the representatives of the
people who have sense enough to govern. Every king, queen, prince or princess
who is thrown out of a job marks one step more in the progress of civilization.
That old idea of the hereditary right of kings to rule must be exploded quickly,
and the sooner it is done the better for the race. It is an idea that has no
right to lurk anywhere in this age of the world. The really royal soul builds
its own throne by its own deeds, and none other has any right to a throne.

—Syracuse is about to expend $7,000 in
beautifying Leavenworth park in the Third ward.

—The Boys' Brigade will not drill at the
armory to-night as usual, as Capt. Dickinson is out of town.

—Mr. Frank Haskins of South Cortland had a
very sizeable egg which was laid by a White Leghorn hen. It measures 8 1/2 by 6
1/4 inches.

—Mrs. G. J. Mager is exhibiting in her husband's
store windows a few new and very handsome sofa and couch pillows of her
own make, which are attracting considerable attention.

—Mrs. Lumsden of Chicago will deliver a free
lecture to ladies only in the parlors of the Universalist church on Monday,
March 6 at 2:30 o'clock. Subject—"Woman, her home, health and
happiness."

—Messrs. E. D. Crosley and Harrison Hawn of
Cicero last week Wednesday went through Otselic valley and arrested forty-two
persons for illegal fishing. They paid
their fines and were discharged by the court. We learn from Mr. Crosley that
two residents of Messengerville have agreed to settle on terms of $100— $50 each
for illegal fishing.

—The sale of stamps, stamped envelopes, postal
cards, etc., for the month of February
at the Cortland postoffice was $2,243.64. The weight of mails received at this
postoffice on Thursday, March 2, exclusive of stage mail, was 941 pounds. The
mail dispatched on the same day amounted to 1,264 pounds, making a total weight
of mail handled 2,205 pounds.

—The mail matter from New York to Chicago
has been so heavy of late that the fast mail train on the Central due at Syracuse
at 7:45 A. M. will hereafter be run in two sections between Albany and Chicago.
The first section carries sixty tons of mail and the second thirty-five. The Central
and Lake Shore roads are liable for $200 forfeit for every hour this train is
late.

—As soon as the weather will permit a preliminary
survey for an electric railway between Syracuse and Fayetteville will be made.
The enterprise, it is said, is backed by one of the largest electric railroad
companies in the state, and an engineer has already been engaged to make the
survey. It is estimated that the run between the places can be made in 20 to 25
minutes.

—An East Hill electric car got beyond control
of the motor man early Tuesday morning, and made quite rapid time down
State-st. hill. It was raining and freezing at the time, and the rails were very
icy, so that the wheels slid. A West State-st. car had just come from the shops
and started down the hill, but had not gained headway enough to avoid being run
into by the runaway. Beyond a small amount of damage to one of the platforms,
nothing serious occurred, and a like accident may never happen again. The motor
man did his utmost to bring the car to a standstill. There was only one
passenger in the car.—Ithaca Democrat.

—Paderewski arrived in Buffalo from Detroit,
en route to this city, two hours late, and there being no train out, he engaged
a special at a cost of four hundred and twenty-nine dollars, to bring him to
Ithaca for his recital Tuesday evening. He arrived here at 7:40 P. M. and left
at 12:30 for Chicago where he gave a recital at ten o'clock Wednesday evening.—Ithaca
Democrat.

—Mr. E. C. Beach yesterday received a telegram
from Miss Emma Engleman, who is coming north with the remains of Miss Caroline
H. Merrick, who died on Sunday at El Paso, Texas. The telegram was sent from
New Orleans and said that Miss Engleman expected to be in Chicago this morning
and would come on directly. No word has since been received, but it seems
likely that she will reach Cortland to-morrow.

—An error was yesterday made in the announcement
of prizes of the Clover club's progressive euchre party, though the facts were
given us by a member of the club. Miss Susie Davern received the lady's first
prize and Mr. S. M. Sugerman the gentleman's first prize. The booby prizes were
awarded to Miss Lena Tubbs and Mr. Clarence Maltbey. Those mentioned in
yesterday's paper received the second prizes.

In
Appreciation of His Services.

Protective Fire Police, No. 1, Tioughnioga Hose
No. 2, Hose company No. 4, and Orient Hook and Ladder company No. 5 of the
Homer Fire department each donated $5 making a purse of $20 to Mr. Edward N.
Sherwood, who was injured at the academy fire by falling from a ladder and
spraining his ankle and straining the ligaments of the leg below the knee. Mr.
Alvord of the Orient and Mr. C. D. Dillenbeck of the Protective Police came to
Cortland Saturday night and presented Mr. Sherwood with the purse. He was taken
completely by surprise, but as soon as he had recovered from his astonishment
he thanked them very heartily for the kindness shown. A half hour was very pleasantly
spent in conversation and then the Homer firemen returned and all were happier
afterwards.

Two Old
Cronies.

If you can't laugh don’t go to the Opera House
on Monday evening, March 6.

Every seat in the house was sold by seven
o'clock, and the sign "standing room only" was shown shortly
afterward but the crowd continued to increase and a large number stood and
laughed throughout the three acts.—New Orleans Daily Picayune.

There was more fun compressed into the two
hours and three-quarters that the performance ran than has been seen or heard
in any performance ever given here.—New York World.